1. |
Paper Trail
03:00
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we are living in a modern day American tragedy
sold our fucking souls to keep the clothing on our backs
our minds will lose their edge and our bones will grind to dust
from this "ordinary" nine to five life in front of us
and then we will just drift away like ashes in the rain
becoming just the ripples of the actions we have made
so drink your drink and smirk at me and say that that's just life
how can that be?
this cannot be my destiny
I will earn my worth and when I die
I will leave nothing just a paper trail to my grave
and you say that we're born just to be slaves
covering the chains with suits and ties
(we won't get out alive)
but I believe you're wrong
this is a fallacy
yes I have woken up since I have sobered up
so you can take your money
I just can't take the gravity of these gray walls
(suffocating me)
and more and more it's clear to me
that love and youth are currency
I'd thrown it all away
this is a debt I cannot pay
I am living in a modern day American tragedy
I sold my fucking soul and I will never get it back
Special thanks to Nick Osborne for additional lyrics
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Years
03:35
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up and down the coast for days
the days turn into years
don't know how long I stayed
searching for the place
where inspiration takes control
and I can feel it in my bones
I need the masterpiece in my mind
to come to life
(all on my own)
with this fragile mind and shaking hands
(I should have known)
that the tide would always come for me
because it always does
always caught off guard
I find myself
neck deep in the sand
water rushing in again
then the undertow grabs me by the throat
screaming and scolding me
with such a disappointed tone
this cues the waves
to silences my cries
this where I die
again
then I wake alone in my bed
familiar echoes of this dream in my head
and I swore that today I'd make the change
but anxiety; he'd already sunk his teeth into my veins
and I feel it seeping deeper every day;
poison every single word I say
I guess that I would always be this way
I was such a fool to think I'd ever be okay
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3. |
Linger
01:18
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Darkness
05:20
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Ten month long winter
Spent buried in the snow
But I am far to stubborn
to come up and thaw my frozen bones
Call off my obligations
there's simply nothing I can do
I'm soon incriminated as the sun shines through
I'm just a selfish man
and I was motionless
as I stared at the crack in the ceiling
When I started hear the darkness
of isolation leaking through again
call of the search
don't come looking for me
just as long as we
can pick up where we left off
I run and I hide
never escaping the darkness that lurks in my mind
but now it's part of me
it is the phantom limb that I cannot describe
It is a phantom limb
But I must tear it out
And I've been here before
tearing open old scars
in a vain attempt
to learn a different lesson
But the roots are deep
and the seed is strong
I've just been fighting with myself all a long
and the whole time I was lost in thought
I hadn't even seen i let the darkness in
and he spoke to me with the voice I know so well
so here we meet again
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5. |
Departures
04:27
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On a morning in late August
I was packing up my suitcase
full of things I cared to take
away from this place
On the last trip around
to catch anything I missed
I caught my reflection
and then I asked him this:
what am I doing out here
all my enemies once were friends
this voice inside my head
pleading to move on again
and as I looked around
there was nothing left here for me
and I could finally see it all so clearly
This place that I live is not my home
And I could see them
All the faces I've known
Their stares cold as ice; no compassion is shown
The places I've been are not my home
This house is a ghost; haunting me with silence
as punishment for years taken for granted
the rooms are too cold; the walls bleeding gray
I've built this prison all around myself
I'll never see the light of day again
Then the radio began to play "Awake"
The room filled with memory; brought light to my face
and even though the darkness would not stay away
It was then that I knew that home is not a place
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